tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3003661978320973538.post3083609855136489486..comments2011-06-18T09:04:42.835-07:00Comments on injaynesworld: injaynesworld "Dixie Gets A Pet..."Jayne Martinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01053366144206401836noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3003661978320973538.post-72431935854908299862010-03-14T09:49:30.888-07:002010-03-14T09:49:30.888-07:00Just started following you...coming from Blissed o...Just started following you...coming from Blissed out Grandma...who I also just started following as well. <br /><br />Animal stories...I have 4 dogs, a Miniature Chihuahua named Tucker (9 yrs old), who looks very similar to your Dixie. 2 Flat Coat Retrievers, Jake and Abby (12 yrs old), and our newest addition Bella a 3 month old Chocolate Lab. <br /><br />With them, not a day goes by that we don&#39;t have stories we could tell. Since Bella arrived, Tucker, who gave himself the &quot;King&quot; title in our home has been trying to convince Bella of his role. Bella on the other hand, she just wants to play with him. We keep warning Tucker that she will be getting biggger, but that doesn&#39;t stop him from dancing around her barking like he&#39;s telling her the rules of the house.<br /><br />As Bella continues to learn her place in the house, not a day or hour goes by that her antics make us giggle.Elizabethhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00177803470331591655noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3003661978320973538.post-79432938810510257012009-10-23T13:37:13.890-07:002009-10-23T13:37:13.890-07:00Dana: He&#39;s getting better. About 50/50 now, ...Dana: He&#39;s getting better. About 50/50 now, but the covered box is a good idea if the odds don&#39;t continue improve. Thanks for reading and commenting.Jayne Martinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01053366144206401836noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3003661978320973538.post-53077203386394896772009-10-23T12:46:52.624-07:002009-10-23T12:46:52.624-07:00Well, with 5 of the pesky creatures, (along with 2...Well, with 5 of the pesky creatures, (along with 2 dogs and a parrot, I have some stories to tell... But I&#39;ll stick with helping the potty issue.<br /><br />Get a covered box. I can&#39;t promise Mason won&#39;t hang his fanny over the ONE place that he can still manage to poop outside, but at least it dramatically improves your chances.Danahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12643787744610529447noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3003661978320973538.post-67663539762948078132009-10-17T05:48:42.816-07:002009-10-17T05:48:42.816-07:00Kitty litter is the reason the CatLady doesn&#39;t...Kitty litter is the reason the CatLady doesn&#39;t actually have any cats. (Just so you know.)CatLadyLarewhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02888838201074339916noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3003661978320973538.post-3573910730555923442009-10-16T15:52:15.344-07:002009-10-16T15:52:15.344-07:00Kristi: You would like Mason. He&#39;s such a su...Kristi: You would like Mason. He&#39;s such a suck-up.<br /><br />Kate: Google &quot;Little Robot Litter Box&quot;.<br /><br />Aunty B: I admire anyone who can foster animals. I would just end up as one of those creepy animal hoarders.Jayne Martinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01053366144206401836noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3003661978320973538.post-35126309090319112222009-10-16T11:47:35.005-07:002009-10-16T11:47:35.005-07:00Okay, that&#39;s flipping adorable. Hm. Pet storie...Okay, that&#39;s flipping adorable. Hm. Pet stories. I&#39;ve had zillions of animals.<br /><br />So, we fostered cats for a long time from a rescue in the area, and one of them, who I brilliantly named &quot;Little Cat&quot; (you can guess why) fell in LOVE with my big blustery orange cat. The he&#39;s a total hardass but with her, oh, he was so sweet on her.<br /><br />They&#39;d cuddle up and snuggle and clean each other up. She was adopted eventually and I think he still misses her. I miss her too. She was the easiest cat ever.Aunt Beckyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12146687582842259611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3003661978320973538.post-70220356626111484462009-10-15T14:14:28.714-07:002009-10-15T14:14:28.714-07:00I&#39;ve got 2 cats. I know they&#39;ll outlive m...I&#39;ve got 2 cats. I know they&#39;ll outlive me, even though they are, by all accounts, elderly. As in 13 and 16. The 16 yo has turned into a howler monkey. 24/7. That alone does not improve her status, especially at 3 am. The 13 yo is a svelte 26# of laidbackness. Unless you are a 7# dog. Then he is a skitty kitty. They share a berth in the back bedroom, having done so for the past 5 years. The 16 yo used to venture out but the dogs got to be faster than she. Now, she just stares thru the babygate and yeowls. Loudly.<br /><br />Neither can bury a turd. Don&#39;t know why, really. I mean, I can smell it. Certainly they can, right? Aren&#39;t cats supposed to be very adept with their sense of smell? If so, then why, pray tell, do I have to get out of bed at 2 in the morning to go to their room to cover the latest warm batch of shit? (Yes, in this very small just-short-of-a-trailer home of ours, THEY have their own room. Note I do not. But I digress.) Perhaps that&#39;s what the howler monkey it trying to tell me, among other things. &quot;Yeowwwwwwwwwwww, heyyyyyyyyyy, come cover this stinkin&#39; mess up!&quot;<br /><br />A friend&#39;s cat will only potty in litter from Wal-mart, and only if the litter comes from the red bag ONLY. By &quot;potty&quot; I mean pee. In his 8 years of sharing himself with my friend, this cat has NEVER pooped in the litter box proper. Just beside it, yes.<br /><br />Cats are supposed to be curious creatures. I guess that&#39;s right. I sure spend a lot of time wondering &quot;WTF?&quot;brinkaidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11508036724977573254noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3003661978320973538.post-50440481027537421292009-10-15T13:13:53.767-07:002009-10-15T13:13:53.767-07:00OMG.. okay... Jayne, for all our similarities, the...OMG.. okay... Jayne, for all our similarities, the cat thing is one we do not share. I&#39;m not a cat person - at all. As such, I&#39;ve been resisting the cat poop story, but I admit the two of them curled up together did make me say awww... However, my heart does belong to a 70lb yellow lab. (Get it? Yellow Dog Dem owns a yellow dog?) Anyway, it has pretty much been raining in Texas since August and the yellow dog hates to get his feet wet. In short, he&#39;s a pussy. So he has apparently decided that our upstairs gameroom would be a MUCH more comfortable place to poop that our wet backyard. I don&#39;t spend a lot of time in the gameroom, not being a fan of kids&#39; toys and apparently neither do my children because no one discovered this until we had SEVERAL piles of dog poop awaiting us. <br /><br />KKristi Stevenshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15208148440792723631noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3003661978320973538.post-54047872080445227222009-10-15T11:17:53.921-07:002009-10-15T11:17:53.921-07:00Thanks for all your comments and stories. Love he...Thanks for all your comments and stories. Love hearing them. <br /><br />Lucy: Thank you. I&#39;m so not worthy... Well, yeah, I am. <br /><br />Maelstrom: You are totally going to lose this one.Jayne Martinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01053366144206401836noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3003661978320973538.post-67563149214016270242009-10-15T10:02:00.724-07:002009-10-15T10:02:00.724-07:00My wife wants this combination of chihuahua and ca...My wife wants this combination of chihuahua and cat. I&#39;ve been trying to convince her it won&#39;t work out well. Please give stories of how this arrangement has gone horribly wrong rather than cute ones where the dog no longer eats the cat&#39;s poop. Thank you.Maelstromhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06643107678702209552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3003661978320973538.post-90941198522082428242009-10-14T20:10:26.162-07:002009-10-14T20:10:26.162-07:00Really enjoy reading your blog, so I left you a li...Really enjoy reading your blog, so I left you a little something over on my blog!Lucyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02043927421591320410noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3003661978320973538.post-58881032922171373732009-10-14T19:01:19.669-07:002009-10-14T19:01:19.669-07:00I loved the picture of your two pals together in t...I loved the picture of your two pals together in the chair. I&#39;ve still got my fingers crossed my girls will figure out they CAN be friends.<br /><br />It must have been very difficult to lose Chelsea. I know I&#39;m going to be hurting bad when Giz (11) or Baby (7) goes to kitty heaven; however, I very much believe they&#39;ll be there when it&#39;s my time to pass over.<br /><br />Fortunately, having two kitty boxes in separate rooms has worked so far. I only had one time when Baby pooped over the side. I don&#39;t think I could deal (gulp - barf) with the poop eating situation (smile).<br /><br />Thanks for visiting my blog and leaving a very nice comment about my lovely girls and my sucky job situation.Linda Armstronghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14513508745036092256noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3003661978320973538.post-74622610008442091312009-10-14T13:26:21.778-07:002009-10-14T13:26:21.778-07:00Mason is a gorgeous boy. Teach him to use the toi...Mason is a gorgeous boy. Teach him to use the toilet! No more litter boxes! No more almond rocha except in the toilet. I&#39;ve heard it can be done, but I can&#39;t imagine anything more horrifying than a cat pooping in a toilet. Maybe you need to try another litter. Harry and Honey both love cat poop. You&#39;d think it was the best treat ever! Roll Mason&#39;s poop in the litter and market it Jayne. Crunch organic dog treats! LOLLinda Medranohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00655643589602963349noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3003661978320973538.post-48098259775371230362009-10-14T12:49:04.340-07:002009-10-14T12:49:04.340-07:00years ago, when my late cat gringo was little, and...years ago, when my late cat gringo was little, and susie, an obese black lab was also still of this world. i mentioned to suzie&#39;s owner that gringo only went to the bathroom outside. because the box was always empty. she then informed me that suzie liked to eat cat poop. then i replayed the tapes in my mind of all the times i had found suzie in my basement and it made sense why she rammed the door and insisted on going down there. (not because, oh poor thing was cold). she was a cat poop addict and looking for a fix.Best Wishes, Mariehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18157664038809364935noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3003661978320973538.post-35026812600477102932009-10-14T09:09:54.306-07:002009-10-14T09:09:54.306-07:00Sandra: I wonder the CIA will think &quot;cat poo...Sandra: I wonder the CIA will think &quot;cat poop&quot; is code for something nefarious and start monitoring my blog now.Jayne Martinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01053366144206401836noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3003661978320973538.post-65723062688746294502009-10-14T08:43:50.161-07:002009-10-14T08:43:50.161-07:00Did you ever think maybe Tel Aviv visited your blo...Did you ever think maybe Tel Aviv visited your blog BECAUSE of the cat poop? <br /><br />Awesome post. :-)Contemplations of an Army Wifehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01476973281204426846noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3003661978320973538.post-33399619798433601742009-10-14T07:58:42.679-07:002009-10-14T07:58:42.679-07:00Kate: Obviously... ;)
Nanny Goat: You&#39;ll ne...Kate: Obviously... ;)<br /><br />Nanny Goat: You&#39;ll never look at Almond Roca the same way, will you.<br /><br />Thanks for stopping by... JayneJayne Martinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01053366144206401836noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3003661978320973538.post-21781387619018887662009-10-13T23:21:27.634-07:002009-10-13T23:21:27.634-07:00Almond Roca??? How beautifully horrifying - I love...Almond Roca??? How beautifully horrifying - I love it! Also? I don&#39;t have any pets, but for some reason my husband and I laughed after watching something about a litter box on TV today and how the cat looked like all it was going to do was stick it&#39;s butt out over the edge and poop on the floor, and what a stupid commercial that was if it couldn&#39;t advertise it&#39;s product as effective. And then here you are talking about it. Why, it&#39;s fate, I tell ya!Nanny Goats In Pantieshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06019800312349427823noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3003661978320973538.post-50260140304525161132009-10-13T23:01:01.265-07:002009-10-13T23:01:01.265-07:00Only the time that I pestered and pestered my pare...Only the time that I pestered and pestered my parents for a guinea pig. My older brother and sister were away at boarding school and I was convinced I needed another animal (cause obviously the three cats, the pony, the dog and the farm full of sheep weren&#39;t enough). After much nagging I was granted my guinea pig wish. To begin with, I loved my guinea pig. She was black and white and I called her Jellybean. Then, after a while, I realised that guinea pigs weren&#39;t *whispers* actually that much fun. I believe one of the cats, Timothy T. Cat sensed this and decided to take out a hit for me. One afternoon I was standing in the kitchen when I heard some mor-row-ling (new word I&#39;ve just made up that I reckon sounds like cat-with-mouth-full-of-guinea-pig) and turned to see Timothy T. Cat with mouth full of guinea pig. <br /><br />Obviously I was grief stricken.laughykatehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14384594781439897282noreply@blogger.com